The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 1233

“Have you not?” James retorted. “You established many research laboratories for the cultivation of Decimation of Immortality. You injected viruses into a large number of people, transforming them into monstrous creatures that resemble neither ghosts nor humans. Do you not deserve to die?”

“Did I?” Callan questioned. “When did I start a research laboratory? And what’s that about a virus? What do they have to do with my Decimation of Immortality cultivation?”“What? At this point, you still want to argue and shift the blame?”

Hearing that, Callan stopped talking. He knew it would be pointless to say anything else.

“I’ll send you on your way.”

James drew the Blade of Justice and pointed it across from him.

Callan closed his eyes.

Just as James was about to strike, he took out a sphere, dripping with blood, from behind him. It was about the size of a fist.

and said, “This is the Spirit Turtle’s core. After the Spirit Turtle was killed, its core was smashed into pieces. I went to great lengths to obtain one of them. Now that it’s no longer useful to me, I’ll give it to you. You have more potential than I do and will undoubtedly achieve

accept it. Instead, he fixed a deadly stare on

so much trouble to obtain this. You’re just going to give

against the

In fact, even if you do nothing, I won’t survive. Lucjan ambushed me, and I was seriously injured. Then, I got into a rough fight with the

was a sorry sight. Callan did not have the demeanor of a peerless powerhouse at all, and he looked like a person at

been meditating in seclusion for all these years with complete focus. All I wanted was vengeance. I did nothing harmful or outrageous. What research laboratories? What

accepted the core that he had handed over. It was stained with the blood of the Spirit Turtle and felt heavy and slightly hot in his hands as if he was holding

Callan’s face starting to age. His hair began to turn

stopped

felt a little

been his. Perhaps he would have started a war, and perhaps he would

and touched Callan’s acupoint, stopping the dissipation of

had his eyes closed, opened them and looked at James. “What are you